Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Growing old gracefully.....

.....is not really for me.  In fact "graceful" is not a word that has ever described me.  But I have realised recently that I can't do as much as I used to.  In my head I am still in my 20s but my body reminds me I'm 67 years old.  I still attempt to move furniture around (one of my nocturnal habits when I can't sleep) but it's becoming more difficult.   Those of you in my age group will understand that thing when you get down on your knees to pick something up off the floor, then can't get up again without help.

My eyes are causing me problems.  Well not so much the eyes, but the eyelids.  It's genetic. Most of those on my father's side of the family had droopy upper eyelids.  I went to the hospital last Thursday.  I saw an eye doctor who didn't even examine my eyes but sent me straight to a plastic surgeon.  He wasn't in his clinic and his secretary took a photo with her phone and sent it to him.    He called back and spoke to Kaya (formerly known as Mr A in my blog but all those who follow my Facebook page now know him as Kaya). 

I wasn't concerned about him calling Kaya because I assumed he didn't speak English.  He told him that I needed to have the muscles under the lids repaired, some fat and skin removed and stitched...all under local anaesthetic.  He could book me in for two days later and it would cost 3000 lira.  

I got carried along with it and agreed.

A couple of hours later the surgeon rang me, spoke in English, to explain the procedure.   He then immediately rang Kaya to explain the same to him.  I wasn't best pleased at this typical Turkish male attitude.  Treating women as if they are idiots, ignoring them and dealing with their husbands.

I also spoke to friends who agreed that it was expensive, and that I ought to have been examined first so I started to have doubts.   Kaya also spoke to his friend (the surgeon who operated on him earlier this year) and he knows the plastic surgeon concerned and confirmed he is expensive, and that it was possible to have this done by someone just as good, for a lower price.  Unfortunately, plastic surgery is not covered by our SGK (government) insurance here in Turkey...even if it is for a medical problem and not cosmetic.   I would never consider cosmetic surgery.   That's the only part of "growing old gracefully" that I happily accept.  But this problem is affecting my vision, straining my eyes and causing headaches so  I know I need to have it done, but I will not be rushed and I will do it on my terms.

In the meantime I have changed bedrooms...Kaya's idea....the other side of the house away from the dog's area.  I am a light sleeper and the dogs prevent me from getting a complete night's sleep.  I am used to it, but it takes it's toll.  Tiredness makes my eyes worse.

Of course I got stuck in moving furniture etc and as a result have bruises, aches and pains, swollen arthritic fingers and have done my back in again.  I'm my own worst enemy.

Kaya has been working hard since his job finished.  He has re-tiled the bathroom and installed a new washbasin and toilet.  When I say bathroom, I actually mean a small cupboard pretending to be a bathroom.  One could sit on the toilet, wash one's hands in the washbasin and have a shower, all at the same time.  I'm not kidding.  We now have a smaller toilet and washbasin and we have put up a shower curtain, having had to shorten the poles to fit.  Taking a shower is actually quite funny now.  The area is so small that once you turn on the water, the curtain sticks to you and you have to fight it off to get clean.   But it's a vast improvement and looks very nice.

He has also adjusted the car port he built last winter, which was for the motorbike, but now has enough space to reverse the car in.

We continue as always with our work with the dogs.  We are lucky to have a few people feeding in the village and the sanayi, but we need to keep checks on them because you can never totally rely on others.  We do of course supply food for all the dogs, and treat them for worms, fleas, mange, eye infections, etc.   The four Bodrum pups settled well at the sanayi.  One disappeared a few days ago and someone said they thought he had been taken.  However, Kaya went there to deliver more food yesterday and the pup had returned.  

It would not be possible for us to continue this without your donations, and I am always so grateful to those of you who help in this way.   But it's a never-ending task, and there are more dogs around in winter, so donations are always welcome, no matter how small...every little helps.

FINALLY...FOR YOU CAT LOVERS.   I don't do much for the cats in this village.  They seem to be accepted here by the locals.   They are fed scraps, and in return they keep down the rat and mice population.  They are doing a good job in this farming village, and mostly look pretty healthy.  We have found kittens in the past and you may recall that Kaya put a box down at the teahouse for two lone kittens and fed them.  The teahouse man eventually took them home to his garden.

There is a very brave cat near us.   My dogs don't like cats and so they usually steer clear.  However this particular cat sits on our wall in full view of the dogs and they bark furiously at her (maybe a him but we haven't checked yet).   She stays as long as she wishes then gradually saunters off.

Over the past two days she has been at the side of the house (where the dogs can't see her), sitting watching Kaya work on the carport.   So we have started feeding her.  All I had that was suitable was a tin of tuna and some small dog biscuits.  I am going to buy some cat food today and we have found an old cupboard that Kaya is going to try and transform into a cat house, with enough room for four or five cats.  We will place this under the carport for shelter from the winter weather.  If this cat is female we will get her spayed, finances permitting, and if any other cats join her we will look after them.  (Photos to follow when it's all sorted)

What are we like?  As if we need even more animals to look after !!!

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Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Neglecting my blog

I feel very guilty about neglecting my blog.  The longer I leave it, the more difficult it becomes to write a post.

My Facebook group has taken over.  I post daily updates there and the blog gets forgotten.  I'm aware that many of my blog followers don't use Facebook, so I will try to keep the blog going as much as possible.

It's been a very busy summer for Mr A.  He was working 16 to 18 hours a day, 7 days a week, and driving around 400km a day across the Bodrum peninsular, from one hotel to another and back again.  He rarely had chance to come home, and if he did it was just a flying visit of just an hour or two.

Turkish bosses demand their pound of flesh.   They expect far too much.  Mr A had a company car, and unsurprisingly with the long hours and lack of sleep, he had a couple of bumps in it.  It was only then that he discovered that full insurance was not provided...just the basic traffic cover, and he was expected to pay for repairs.

He did manage to earn good money this season though and it enabled us to pay off our debts and for him to save for a new motorbike, and also to pay for some much needed work on the house.  In almost 18 years here, it's the first time we have reached the end of the season without worrying about how we are going to survive the winter.

He finished work the last week in October, and has been working on house and garden since.  On our first Sunday together we drove over to visit our friends David and Abdu, went to their local market and had lunch together.  The motorbike was very comfortable but I'm afraid I'm getting too old to be riding pillion these days, and the following day I had aches and pains and vowed I wouldn't be doing this too often.

As a result, Mr A decided to trade in the motorbike for a car.   What a relief.   It's an ex-taxi...bright yellow.   I was surprised when I first saw it, and wondered if we might be flagged down while we were out and about by people thinking it was a taxi.  However, we've seen a lot of them about this past week.  The mileage is high but it's been well looked after.  We spent a day in Bodrum sorting out all the paperwork and insurance and spoke to the traffic police about my license.  It seems I can still use my British driving license as long as I get it translated and noterised, so this will be done soon.

In the meantime the dogs he had been looking after at his personnel accommodation needed to be dealt with.   There were still 5 puppies left.  Paşa (re-named Oscar) went off to his new owner's village and Narin remained at the accommodation with the 5 pups, to be looked after by the man staying there all winter.   Mr A planned to renovate an old building in the garden there to keep them safe but on the day he went to start on it, the pups had disappeared, along with a slightly older pup, called Miki, who had appeared a couple of weeks before.  After much searching of the area and a visit to the council shelter, there was no sign of them.

A phone call a few days later from the man at the accommodation informed us that Narin was dead.  Poisoned.   We suspect the neighbours but it's very difficult to prove.  By coincidence the pups turned up a couple of hours later...but sadly not Miki.  All this is very suspicious.  Thank goodness we had the car, and Mr A set off with a friend late evening to rescue the pups.  Poor Narin.  Such a good mother.  She didn't deserve this and we are so upset.  May she rest in peace.

His friend decided to adopt one of the pups, and the four remaining have been moved, along with the kennel we supplied, to the sanayi (industrial estate) on the outskirts of our village, where we already have men feeding the dogs there with food supplied by us.  The two female pups and Narin were spayed thanks to friends in Bitez who paid for their  operations.  All dogs and pups were vaccinated, flea and worm treated, so those surviving stand a good chance now.

We now have three men at the sanayi who have taken responsibility for feeding, and we will continue to support them with sacks of food.

Annie, the dog with deformed  legs continues to thrive and is being well looked after, along with 4 others dogs being fed  by her owner.  Again we will continue to supply food for them.

A couple of weeks ago I found a badly injured dog on wasteground opposite our house.  His head was injured and his eyes were covered in flies and maggots.  Mr A was still working but managed to contact the Belediye shelter and they sent two men out to collect the dog (who I named Henry).  While I waited I did as much as I could to wash the maggots from his eyes and make him comfortable.   The Belediye vet treated him at the shelter.  He did as much as possible but informed us that the injury was at least a week old.  I cannot imagine how he must have suffered all that time.  I don't know if he managed to crawl to the area outside our house, or whether he was dumped there, but I will never erase the sight from my mind.  Sadly he didn't do well.  He was blind, he couldn't stand and was distressed and in pain, so the decision was made to have him put to sleep.   Poor boy.  Rest in Peace dear Henry.

Our 10 rescues are all doing well.  We have had vet visits this week for three of them, but nothing too serious.  Sammy is receiving treatment for the growth on his gums which has appeared again.  Blondie is also being treated for a small injury to her ankle which heals then opens up again...due mainly to her licking it.  She now has it bandaged up and a "bucket" on her head...so far so good.  Fistik is due at the vet's today because she has sore and  itchy paws. She keeps licking them which makes them worse so it needs to be dealt with.

In the meantime, we finally managed to remove an old smelly carpet from our sitting room, which we put down nearly 8 years ago to cover the concrete floor.  It was all we could afford at the time, but it was desperately in need of replacement, having been subjected to dog wee, poo and sick.  You can imagine what it was like.  It has now been burnt and replaced by laminate flooring.  Much more practical with four dogs in the house.

Over the past few days Mr A has ripped up the floor tiles in the bathroom and re-tiled and is fitting a new washbasin and toilet.  Although he is making a good job of this, he is a very messy worker and there is dust all over the house.   Not to mention that I have had to resort to wee-ing in a bucket while we've been without a toilet.  It should all be finished today...hopefully!

Mr A needs a break and as soon as the bathroom is finished he is planning to go up to Ankara to visit his family.  He hasn't been for years and is looking forward to catching up with his many relatives.  Although it's doubtful he will attempt to see his father.  They are not on speaking terms.  Those of you who have followed my blog for years will understand why.

Deliveries of food have been made this week to all our feeders, which means that while Mr A is away I can concentrate on ridding the house of all the dust.  A mammoth task...wish me luck!

I'll leave you with some photos of my 10 beautiful dogs, taken by my friend Gwen when she stayed with me in September.







Freddie and Blondie





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Saturday, 3 October 2015

Living with Depression

I have talked about depression a fair amount during the years I've been blogging.   It's something that I have learned to live with.

Reading back over some of the posts I've published on this blog helps me to recognise warning signs, put things into perspective, and just get on with dealing with my state of mind.

We don't talk about any kind of mental illness often enough.  There is still a stigma attached to it, so when someone asks us "How are you?", we say "Fine" and we're far from fine.

Here are some of my posts on Depression, which may just be of use to those of you in the same boat.

The first one posted in 2009:

Depression (1)

Depression (2)

Psychosomatic Disorder

The third one did make me wonder about  my current back pain.

There are more posts on this topic but I think that's enough for now.

Tuesday, 8 September 2015

And another couple of weeks.....

....pass without me doing a blog post.  I seem to have lost my enthusiasm for blogging.  I think my group on Facebook has replaced it up to a point, but I used to be able to rattle off a post in 10 minutes.  Now I sit staring at the empty page with little inspiration.

The longer I leave it, the more I forget things that have happened that I could write about.

There is an overwhelming sadness in this country at the moment.

We have so many refugees arriving every day. Desperate people fleeing a country being destroyed by war.  Babies and children being washed up on the shores of Bodrum because the people trafficers charge them a high price to cram them into inflatable rafts without life jackets.  Rafts that have little chance of staying afloat.   Some have been duped into paying for fake lifejackets.  There are always evil people out there ready to cash in on others misery.

Turkish soldiers have died in recent days and most towns and cities are in mourning.  The troubles on the Syrian border continue and there seems to be no end in sight.

The Turkish lira is very weak at the moment.  There is much uncertainty about the future.  Another election will be held in November  and I'm wondering at the outcome and how it will affect life here. The leader of this country seems more concerned with his own personal power than dealing with the crises here.

To give the government some credit, at least they have allowed around 2 million refugees into the country and have built camps to accommodate some of them but there are still so many living on the streets.   Groups of expats and Turks all over the country are donating goods to distribute to the refugees.  They are doing a fantastic job.

The racism, xenophobia and sheer hatred for the refugees that I am seeing on Facebook from the people of the UK, make me ashamed to be British.   Where is the compassion?  When did people stop caring about others?  Many seem to live in their own little bubble, ignorant of what's happening elsewhere.  The NIMBY attitude is certainly alive and kicking.

It might seem inappropriate to talk about dogs when people are suffering.  But Mr A and I continue to do what we can for the dogs in our area.  They are still living beings, no more/no less important than human beings in our opinion.

Mr A has been fantastic with the two dogs and 8 puppies at his personnel accommodation.  They are thriving and it is anticipated that homes will be found for all of them.

They have been wormed, flea/tick treated, and Paşa recently had vet treatment for a chest infection which we feared was a nasty virus which is spreading around Bodrum.  Luckily he has recovered well.  Narin continues to be a very good mother to her pups.  She and the female pups will be spayed in October thanks to my group of friends in Bitez who have offered to cover the cost.  We will endeavour to vaccinate all of them, depending on whether we have sufficient funds to  do so.

We are still supplying food to Annie and the sanayi dogs.  As is normal in summer there aren't quite so many dogs around here.  But we know that as winter approaches they will return, along with many others.  In this respect I have started buying as many 15kg sacks of food as possible, shopping around for the best prices.   We want to be prepared.   Mr A's job will finish for the winter some time in October.  Thankfully he will only be out of work for four months and will start work again with the same company on 1st March.   During the winter months we will be out feeding the dogs every day.  Winters can be cold and wet here so we need to keep them well fed.

As always I am very grateful for  the donations I receive but funds dry up very quickly.  If you would like to give something, no matter how small, it will be very gratefully received.

And some brighter news.  I am off to the UK in the early hours of Friday morning, for 10 days.  I have a family wedding to attend on Saturday and it is my daughter's birthday the following Saturday.  And of course I will have chance to spend some time with my lovely grandsons.  I miss them all so much and I think this trip will do a lot to lift my spirits.

Friday, 21 August 2015


....to all my blog followers.  I have just realised that I haven't produced a blog post since 1st August.  Three weeks.  This is the longest I have ever gone without blogging.

I'm afraid I have been using my group on Facebook more and more, and of course not all of you have Facebook accounts.  So I will now fill you in on what has happened since my last post, mostly copying my Facebook updates.

4th August 2015.  

Narin gave birth to 10 pups.

9th August 2015

Sadly two of Narin's pups have died. It's hard to keep them cool in this heat and finding somewhere suitable for them. My husband also thinks people may have been handling the pups even though he had put up a sign saying not to do so.

He popped home at 6 this morning and collected one of our kennels which he hopes will provide shelter from the heat. 

8th August 2015.

Narin and her remaining 8 pups are doing OK so far. Since the birth her protector Paşa has stayed away from the house during the day, mostly because Narin is very protective of her pups and growls when he goes near them. But he is safe and happy. The guy who is adopting him works in the beach area and Paşa is spending every day with him.

11th August 2015

Mr A discovered that all the pups had ticks and fleas and as they are so young he needed to get advice about whether there was a suitable product to treat them.  Fortunately he was able to get treatment from a reputable vet in Bodrum and all pups were treated.  The ticks dropped off and were burnt.  He also collected further tick and flea treatment for Narin.  

And here they are enjoying "breakfast"

16th August 2015

I noticed over the past couple of days that the dog owned by the shepherd who passes our house twice a day is looking a bit thin. The shepherd has a couple of dogs but they are very poor people and I doubt they can afford more than scraps for the dogs. He treats them well otherwise. They are never chained up, like so many others here.
So imagine his absolute delight when I gave him a 15kg sack of dog food just now. So many thankyous and a happy smile.

As a result of this post on Facebook I received a donation from someone who wished to remain anonymous who wanted to pay for the shepherds dogs food for the foreseeable future.

Thankyou for this  very kind gesture and a huge thankyou to all of you who have donated.  Without your support we would find it hard to keep doing what we do.

20th August 2015

The pups are now two weeks old and Mr A collected worm tablets from the Bodrum vet for them.  They will be wormed again in 2 weeks time.  Then every 2 weeks until they are 12 weeks old, every month until 6 months, and then every 3 months as for adult dogs.  (We will supply the new owners with sufficient tablets to keep them going for a few months)

Since Mr A took on the responsibility for these dogs he has been attempting to find homes for them all once the season ends.  Paşa has his new owner.  Narin also has hers.  She may go with a few of the pups, but other colleagues have expressed an interest in taking one pup each.  Hopefully this will work out well.

My main concern was to get Narin spayed as soon as possible.  Yesterday I still hadn't any idea how many boys and how many girls were in the litter.  I would have liked to have had any girls spayed too but thought that the season would end before we had chance to do this.

There was some discussion on my Facebook group yesterday about this.  I have read lots of articles about pups being spayed as early as 8 weeks.  Everyone has different opinions on this issue and I have usually had mine spayed at around 5 months.  

However, circumstances here are different.   The earlier we can get a pup spayed the better chance they have of being re-homed, and at least no chance of them reproducing even more unwanted pups.

I have had an offer of help from a group of friends in Bitez.  They happen to know that the Bodrum vet has successfully spayed pups at 8 weeks old.  And these friends have offered to help cover the cost of spaying Narin and the female pups.

Last night Mr A checked and there are 4 girls and 4 boys.

We will get the 4 girls and Narin spayed at the beginning of October.  Thankyou so much to my Bitez friends.  This is such a marvellous offer and I am so relieved that we can give these pups the best start possible.

Further updates in due course.

Saturday, 1 August 2015

My husband the animal magnet

Those of you who have followed my blog for sometime will know that my husband is a bit of an animal magnet.  Dogs in particular seem to seek him out.

Wherever he happens to be working for the summer season, he always manages to find a couple of dogs, and sometimes cats, to look after. Each year he has managed to find homes for them at the end of the season.

Because of the long hours of work, he is mostly staying in personnel accommodation this year in Bodrum, and has "adopted" two dogs.  One male and one female and they are staying there with him.

He has already managed to find homes for them when the season finishes, amongst some of his work colleagues.  The male will stay locally and the female will be going to another area, to a village, with one of his colleagues.

The boy is called Paşa and the girl is called Narin.  Mr A has now discovered that Narin is pregnant.  He has spoken to a vet in Bodrum and it would seem that she is too far advanced for the feotuses to be aborted.  This is not a problem as the guy who is going to take Narin is happy to take her puppies too.

On Thursday David and I went shopping in Milas and called into to see Mehmet the vet.  Thanks to recent donations I collected 10 more spot-on flea and tick treatments and also some for Timmy, who had a reaction to the Paraband collar.  After careful consideration and on the advice of others, I decided against parabands for the street dogs as these could possibly be removed.

I also bought some more sacks of food, and we dropped a further two sacks to Fikret at the sanayi who feeds the dogs for us there.  (Thankyou David for always being so helpful with transport)

As mentioned earlier this week, Annie now has a stock of food, and also more eye drops for her eye infection which flares up from time to time.

Sadly I have to report that the two dogs that disappeared from near the old man's house, have not returned.  Also the other dogs that visited him daily for food also seem to have disappeared.  He still has two dogs at his house and he takes food with him whenever he goes into the village in case there are dogs in need.  We will continue to provide him with food for the dogs.

We are used to dogs disappearing during the summer months, but many re-appear at the beginning of winter...plus of course more new ones.   We are now into August so I am thinking ahead and making sure I budget for stocks of winter food.

Mr A popped home briefly on Thursday evening and I gave him flea treatments and worm tablets to take back  for Narin and Paşa, and also a sack of food.  We are hoping to have Narin spayed after she has her pups, finances permitting, and if possible will also get Paşa neutered.

Thankyou  once again to those who continue to donate on a regular basis, and others who donated recently in response to my appeal.  Without your support we would find it almost impossible to continue.  If you would like to donate (any amount, no matter how small) you will find the Paypal button at the top of this page.

Thankyou xxx



Wednesday, 22 July 2015

It's a very British habit.....

....to talk about the weather.  We like to complain if it's too hot, or too cold, or too wet.

The Turks don't seem to talk about it much.  They just get on with it.  They are used to the drastic climate changes and don't feel the need to discuss it.  But we have to talk about it endlessly.

Sometimes when I am out in the village and pass someone I say hello and how are you.  They respond accordingly.  I might add something like "It's very hot" or "It's very cold" and they just look at me as if I'm mad.  They nod and smile.  They humour me.   In winter we say "roll on summer".  In summer we say "roll on winter".   We never seem to be satisfied.

So...it's hot here at the moment.  Extremely hot and unbearable and I am finding it difficult to cope.  We have one air conditioning unit that is broken.  Two attempts have been made to fix it with no success.  I am stuck in a very hot house with a ceiling fan in the bedroom which just circulates the hot air.  I get up very early to clean out the dogs areas and half-heartedly do some housework, but by 7.30am I am hot and exhausted.  

I have tried sitting outside in the evening or early morning but over the past couple of days I have been bitten unmercifully by mosquitoes, so it's back inside the hothouse.  If I had a swimming pool (or  even a large paddling pool) I probably wouldn't feel so bad tempered.  

I envy those on holiday here who can sit by a pool, relax with a  cold drink, and take a dip to cool off.  It's very different living here.

So there we have it.   A whole blog post about the weather.   Roll on winter.

Wednesday, 15 July 2015


I did some posts a couple of years ago about scandal in villages...well this village in particular..and I thought about them again on Saturday when reading an article in the Turkish newspaper Hurriyet

BLİND SPOT. The secret sex life of Turks

The murder of this little boy was shocking but I found it almost impossible to believe that the concern from those around seemed to be more about the fact that people were having sex in Ramazan during daylight hours.

The article says a lot about things that go on behind closed doors in the less educated parts of Turkey and it's very disturbing.  Even after living here for so long, some things still shock me.

Having mentioned my posts about scandal in our village, although of course not as shocking as the article above, I'll give you the links to them here, for those of you who are new to my blog.  My long term followers will no doubt remember them



Interestingly, I caught the dolmuş into Milas yesterday.  It was hot and stuffy and when I got on there was only one seat left, next to the lady mentioned in the above post.  The dolmuş was filling up fast as it was market day in Milas, but even though several people got on before me, no-one sat next to this lady, so I did.

She greeted me as usual by name and we had a chat on the way to Milas.  All the while I was receiving "looks" from the other passengers...no doubt wondering whether I follow the same profession.    The prejudice and narrow-mindedness of village people really irritates me.  Sod the lot of them!

Saturday, 11 July 2015

Once a week......

...seems pretty much all I can manage when it comes to blogging these days.

It was my birthday last Tuesday.   They seem to come around rather too quickly for my liking, but this is really the first year that I have been aware of having to slow down a bit.  I have always been very active and often with the energy of someone much younger.  Even though my brain tells me that I can do absolutely anything, my body doesn't necessarily agree.

The day of my birthday was really a non-event.  I didn't see another person.  The first time in my life I have spent the day entirely alone.  I had had plans to go out with my friend Fleur, but we are in the middle of a heatwave.  It's just too hot for me to venture out, and a long way for Fleur to drive, so we have postponed our get together until later when the weather is cooler.

Mr A is still working flat out, although in recent weeks he was managing to get home most nights, and had moved all his clothes back to the house from the personnel accommodation.  His company car can only be used for his job (it has a GPS tracker) but his last port of call most days was a hotel in Gulluk, close enough for him to drive home.

This particular hotel has caused him so many problems.  Customers there seem to be what I call the professional complainers (those who complain from start to finish wherever they stay).  It's a cheap all-inclusive hotel, but seems to attract those who pay 2 star prices but expect 5 star treatment.  I'm not sure these people will ever accept that you only get what you pay for.

They are also not interested in buying excursions, the commission on which makes up the majority of Mr A's earnings.

It reached a point last weekend where Mr A had had enough.  Expecting him to rush through so many hotels from 8am onwards, arriving at the Gulluk hotel around 8pm and then being stuck there until midnight takes it's toll.   Not to mention the occasional phone call at 2 or 3am telling him to go to the airport to collect customers and transport them to Bodrum.

He spoke to  the boss.  He made a fuss and stood his ground.  Eventually it was decided that he could drop the Gulluk hotel and someone else, who works mainly at the airport, would deal with it.

Good news on the one hand.  He has a bit more free time.  But on the other hand, he can't justify using the company car to come home.  So on Monday evening he popped home to collect his belongings and move back to the personnel accommodation.  He clearly didn't remember that it was my birthday the following day.

Thanks to Facebook birthday reminders and the vast number of birthday wishes I received from Facebook friends (thankyou so much everyone) I was finally wished Happy Birthday by him around midday, but there was no chance of him getting home.

An airport run last night meant that he could come home for the night.  He also managed to sell his old motorbike to a man in the village, and will buy a newer one as soon as he earns enough money.  He's hoping this will be sooner rather than later, because it then means that he can use the motorbike to go to Bodrum to pick up the company car, and then bike home sometimes when he finishes work.  He also dropped off more supplies of dog food to our feeders while he was here last night.

So he will set off again early this morning and I have no idea when I will next see him.  This is just the way it goes for anyone working in tourism.

Roll on winter!

Have a good weekend everyone.

Sunday, 5 July 2015


Now there's a title to put you off reading further!

I've never taken much notice of statistics in everyday life.   People who use them to prove a point can make them say pretty much anything they want.

There are blogging statistics.  Again I never look at them.  Some bloggers are obsessed with them it seems and how many "hits" they have received since they started blogging.

Out of interest...or probably boredom...I looked at my statistics page this week and was amazed to discover the number of hits on certain blog posts.  I realise why this happens, of course.  It's not really anything to do with people necessarily wanting to read your blog.  It's usually connected to the post title.  People search certain words on the internet and if those words are contained in a blog post title, it will show up.  Once they click on the link, most of them will discover that it wasn't what they were looking for, then search elsewhere.

So really the statistics are meaningless.

However, here are my top 5 blog posts according to the number of hits, which you may find interesting if you are also a bit bored at the moment!

In 5th place    MEMORY            2,514 views

In 4th place   LEMON CURD AND SHORTBREAD    3,137 views

In 3rd place    BAA BAA BLACK SHEEP   3,424 views

In 2nd place  GÖZLEME    9,219 views

And not surprisingly this is No.1      THE TURKİSH MALE MENTALİTY   11,713  views

You will now see from these old posts, that my blog hasn't always been about dogs!

Happy weekend everyone.